As a sixth year, Harry was finally allowed access to the 'Restricted Section' of the library. His heightened magical senses ensured he wouldn't make mistakes like opening a soul-sucking book. The memory from first year still sent a shudder down his spine.
He knew he'd be undisturbed, by his friends at least. Hermione was practising her herbology in the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid. Identifying various plants, and their medicinal qualities. As for Ron, this was the library, Harry didn't need the Marauder's Map to guess that his friend would either be in the common room, or Great Hall.
As ever, he was looking for ways to defeat the Dark Lord, when he discovered a spell book. 'Enhancements and Endowments', surely it didn't belong in this section of the library. It was a slim volume, hand written and unless he was mistaken some of the pages were written with scented ink.
The accompanying pictures of the wand movements, and the associated incantations didn't look too difficult. Neither did they sound loaded with dark sentiment. Flipping to the next page, Harry was greeted with a picture of the consequences of the spells. The pictures moved, showing on one side a wizard, on the opposite page a witch.
The changes impossible to hide, as the sketch of the wizard distorted. His trousers bursting, an inky cock bursting free. Even relaxed it reached down between the wizard's knees. It was compelling, keeping Harry attention, as it slowly swelled, extending, thickening, rising. It would have put a horse to shame, absently he wondered how much blood was left for the rest of the wizard's organs. Surely he wouldn't be thinking at his clearest.
On the opposite page, an inky bust bust free from her blouse. The details on the sketch very graphic. The witch's bust extending far beyond anything that nature would ever give. The breasts swelling outwards, round and full. The nipples growing to match, more and more detail coming as they did. The face in the drawing was gnawing eagerly at her lower lip as she fought a growing libido, and boosted hormone rush.
Blushing Harry flicked back to the previous page.
He copied out the male and female spells. The magic didn't look dark, more amusing, perhaps Fred and George could find a use for it in their shop. Although toning it down would probably be wise.
To avoid getting Harassed by Ron and Hermione, he left the spell unlabelled. Hermione frequently double-checked Harry's work, Ron was more inclined to simply copy Harry's work. Neither felt the need to ask before hand after all these years.
Harry's stomach protested with a low rolling grumble. Folding the piece of parchment into his notes, he carefully slipped the original book back onto the shelf. Time to head to the Great Hall, himself.
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